The Terrible Night With My Friends

Chapter 4

   7:21 pm
   The girls sit on the couch, all in a row, and every so often Harper would let out a tiny groan in pain due to the triple scratches on her back.
   It was normal, at least it felt normal. Claire had almost forgotten about what she had seen, her memories drowned in laughter and fun.
Claire giggles at the Tv show. She finds the funny entertainment quite distracting from whats going on around her in the real world. She didn't want to believe the truth.
Everything was splendid, until Claire decided to ask if Paisley wanted a drink.
"Im gonna get some sweet tea from the kitchen" Claire said calmly and softly "Do you want a cup?'. She turns her head to Paisley on her left and sees a man. His skin is rotten, the teeth are absent from his mouth, and he has a cosmic gash on his head. He opens his mouth and makes out a few words with his vivid pink gums.
"she killed me" he slurred out of his toothless mouth.
Claire stares at the man in disbelief and fear. The goosebumps make themselves present on her neck and arms.
She manages to push a scream out of her throat, its loud and high pitched and echos through the house.
Harper starts to wake up, her eyes blinking, and the sight of scared Claire becoming more present.
Harper finally recongnizes Claires fear.
"Are you alright Claire?' She's asks, still drowsy from the amount of blood she lost. Claire is breathing heavy, practically on top of Harper, trying to keep her distance from the talking corpse.
"Do you see him" Claire whispers, her breathing heavy and long.
"No Claire," says Harper in a confused tone "I don't see anyone"
The girls sit there in silence for a few seconds, Claire still trapped in her emotions and Harper still drowsy and confused.
The silence is almost deafening then Harper asks:
"Wheres Paisley?" in a concerned tone of voice.
Claire slowly turns her head to Harper
"I think i just saw her" whispers Claire to Harper in a sob.
Goosebumps take over Harpers body
"We have to go" Harper says frantically. She quickly gets up and goes to her living drawers, the drawers in the TV stand. She digs through her key drawer for something. Something important.
"Where THE FUCK is it!" she yells out, her voice full of fear, shaking.
Claire stares at the maroon living room wallpaper. she accepts her fate.
"Claire! Its not here!" says Harper shakily, still digging through the drawer.
"She doesn't want us to leave" says Claire, a tear dripping from her eye "She wants us to stay and play"
Harper turns around and looks at Claire, confused.
You're right" says Paisley, and her voice almost sounds robotic. She's leaning on the doorway entrance to the living room.. Harper and Claire both jump as they turn to look at her.
She's wearing the white slip dress, and her hair is tied up in the low bun again. she's holding the pastel pink shard of glass in her right hand, and the cut is there, dripping onto the blue carpet. Her eyes are black, and her skin is a tint of red, instead of the normal pale white it usually is.
Harper almost speaks to her, maybe she was going to ask if she was okay, but before she could push the words out to her, Claire flashes her look. A look that reads "don't. I will take care of it."
"So," says Paisley, still leaning on the doorway "Y'all really didn't like ouija, y'all actually hated it, and Harper, it hated you, slut."
Harper slowly puts her arm behind her back and opens a different drawer on her TV stand. Claire sees what Harper is doing and nods slightly.
"Hes here" says Paisley "and y'all are gonna die, but, don't get too scared, because if you make it to sunrise, ill let y'all leave."
Harper is close. She digs around silently and feels it. she grabs it and shoves it in Paisleys direction.
Its a cross. A wooden cross, handmade, by Harper from her bible school days.
She shoves it in Paisleys face and chants "For the spirit god gave us does not make us timid but gives us power, love, and self discipline! Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging."
Paisley starts to get excruciating salmon colors blisters all over her body, her flesh burning. She falls to the ground and screams, the robotic tones in her voice still present.
Harper and Claire run upstairs to Harpers room, Claires docker boots and Harpers bright flesh-colored heels clacking against the carpeted stairs.
"What do we do?" says Claire, out of breath. "Window" replies Harper out of breath as she gestures to the window next to her bright tie dye bed.
Claire quickly and frantically scurries to the window. She opens the latch and starts to slip out. "Woah woah woah" she says as she's halfway through, "theres no way i would survive this! Its too high up".
Harper stands in front of the door holding her cross directly in front of her. "Just jump! Don't be a sissy!" she says as she quickly looks over at Claire and back at the door.
"Theres no way! Im gonna die!" says Claire as she climbs back into the bright pastel blue colored room.
"Fucking pussy" whispers harper under her breath as she focuses on the door, arms extended with he cross. "what?" Claire replies back, eyes wide as saucers, surprised by Harpers use of vulgar language.
Directly after Claires "what" blistered Paisley starts breaking down the door with a axe, screaming as she pushes her body to do so much work while she's injured.
She pushes her head through the gash in the door she's made. "Heres Paisley!" she yells, her eyes still black, her skin now tinted purple and red, and blood on her teeth.